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Book Title: Black Ice Heart (Unveiled Magic, book 1) 

Author: Abrianna Denae

Publisher: Self-published

Cover Artist: Sleepy Fox Studio

Release Date: October 19, 2021

Genre: Urban Fantasy 

Tropes: Soul mates, hurt/comfort 

Themes: Slavery, fate

Trigger Warning: Mild torture, suicidal intention & ideation

Heat Rating:  3 flames     

Length:  77 000 words/ 265 pages

It is the first in a new series

The story does not end on a cliffhanger, but there is an overreaching story arc.

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Born into a wealthy and historically infamous family, all Ryson Melford wants is to live a simple life. 

A twist of fate leads him to a man named Jack, changing everything. One touch and Ryson  knows he’ll do whatever it takes to keep Jack in his life, despite the warnings from his brothers.

But Jack is not what he seems. Harboring dark and deadly secrets, he’s a mystery that is inexplicably tied to the Melford family. The closer Ryson and Jack get, the more dangerous things become as the present begins to reflect the past, threatening to destroy what is left of Ryson and his brothers. 

Ryson finds himself trapped between doing what is right for his family and the man he is unexpectedly connected to. When truths come out and past mistakes are repeated, blood will be spilled…and a magic that was all but forgotten is unleashed in a battle that may spell the end for all of them. 

Excerpt 

Fire. Sun-warmed earth, fragrant grass. Summer doesn’t bother with words. She wraps her magic around him, so tight he’s barely able to stand.

She yanks on the invisible chains, half dragging him along. The bright throne room is almost blinding. He doesn’t know how long they have kept him in the dark for this time, but he knows it’s been the longest length of time so far.

“Sit,” Mother says.

Summer pushes him down and he falls unceremoniously to the floor.

“Do you know what day it is, amor?” Mother asks.

“N-no, Mother.” His words are stilted. When was the last time he spoke?

“Why, it’s the fiftieth anniversary of your mistake, of course.”

His breath catches in his lungs.

Fifty years he’s been in chains…fifty years since they started torturing him whenever it pleases them.

Since he got Sara killed.

Mother smiles a cruel smile.

“My poor pet. I know it’s been a trying time for you.” She steps up to him.

Her scent envelopes him. Earthy and familiar. When he was younger—before he knew better—that scent meant home and comfort. Now, it’s nothing but a trigger for his nightmares.

“Since it’s such a special day, I have allowed Summer’s request to spend some time with her dear twin.”

His eyes flicker to where Summer stands just off to the side. Her smile is sweet, deceptive. Of all his sisters, she’s the one who hates him the most.

“Well,” Mother says, “enjoy your day, amor.” She leans down and presses a kiss on his cheek. He wants nothing more than to scrub her touch from his skin.

Summer doesn’t even bother telling him to stand. She drags him from the throne room.

His tender, abused flesh aches as it rubs on the marble floors.

Summer tosses him into an empty room.

“I’ve waited a long time for this.”

He stares into his twin’s honey eyes. There’s no warmth in them, not for him. Throughout their long lives, she has been his worst tormentor.

Summer and winter.

Opposites in every way.

One ice-cold, with a warm, generous heart.

The other, hotter than the sun, but stone cold on the inside.

Cherished daughter.

Good for nothing slave.

He always knew this day would come. He resigned himself to its inevitability long ago.

For the last fifty years, he’s endured their punishments, he’s served as their plaything. He cannot remember a time where they didn’t torment him. It has always been this way.

Except Mother had never before allowed Summer to be alone with him. She knew the contempt her youngest daughter held for her unwanted twin. Mother Nature never minded if her pet got damaged, a little magic could heal his injuries. But she knew that if given the chance, Summer would make sure there would be nothing left of him to save.

As he stares into his sister’s eyes, he knows that death has come for him at long last.

About the Author 

Abrianna Denae is a twenty-four-year-old author living in Northern California. An English major, she has always had a passion for writing.

Deciding to sit down and write one of the many stories that had plagued her mind for years was the easy part—finding the time to do it was a different story.

Caffeine is her best friend, and sleep is her worst enemy.

A lover of books that make the reader feel something, she tries to incorporate as much of her real-world views and feelings into her stories as she can.

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Book Title: Dual Threat Love

Author: Lola Noire

Publisher: Jessica Watkins
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Release Date: September 15, 2021

Genre: Contemporary M/M
Romance

Length: 53 000
words

Heat Rating: 4 flames

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Will Patrick, now a
Superstar NFL Quarterback, be willing to give Ace a second chance? Or will old pain and
Patrick’s high-profile personality stand in the way?

Blurb

Ace, the Billionaire Heir and Patrick, the Help’s son, met
when they were sixteen and thirteen years old, respectively. What started as childhood
friendship forever altered their lives for better and for worse. Faced with misunderstanding
and miscommunication, they went their separate ways hurt and heartbroken.

Years later, they met again. This time, the Billionaire CEO is
determined to win his best friend and the love of his life, Patrick, back.

While Ace is determined to rekindle this love, will Patrick,
now a Superstar NFL Quarterback, be willing to give Ace a second chance? Or will old pain
and Patrick’s high-profile personality stand in the way?

Whether together or apart, both men will fight to the bitter
end for their version of happily ever after.

Excerpt from the Prologue

Ace

Patrick and I met years ago during a summer vacation at my family’s villa on Highland Beach
in Boca Raton. Patrick was 13 years old and I was 16 at the time. As usual, my parents had
been fighting. My mother was miserable in our home on Long Island, so she decided to take
a trip to Florida to get away from my father and his latest mistress. I could have stayed in
New York and hung out with my friends or I could have traveled to any place in the world of
my choosing. However, I decided to accompany my mother. Blame it on the soft spot I had
for that frail-looking, pill-popping, pale lady.

A few days into our vacation, the grand villa felt more like a four-by-four shoebox. I was
bored out of my mind and on the verge of losing my shit. Taking pity on me, Ms. June, the
housekeeper and Patrick’s mother, told my mother that her second son, Patrick, her baby
boy, as she fondly called him, who was around my age, was also home doing nothing for
that summer.

“If that’s okay with you, Mrs. De’Rochard, I can bring him with me to work so that Ace can
have someone around his age to talk to,” she suggested.

“That would be lovely if you could, Ms. June,” Mother replied without any hesitation.

“Pat is a good boy, so they should get along.”

“I hope they do. Again, thank you for your thoughtfulness.”

While Mother and Ms. June readily made plans for Patrick and me, I was a bit apprehensive.
It wasn’t that I was scared or did not want to meet Ms. June’s son. The truth was I’d had
limited contact with Black kids in my young life and I had no idea what to expect. It wasn’t
like I didn’t know anything about Black people. I lived in New York City, for crying out loud.
However, my inner circle had consisted of only a few selected friends from similar social,
economic, and racial backgrounds as me, strategically handpicked by my parents since I was
very young.

As the sole heir to the multi-billion-dollar De’Rochard Empire, I had learned early on to be
cautious of the constant danger that lurked around me. The risks of being approached by
individuals with ulterior motives, being kidnapped, or worse yet, being murdered by
someone who had a vendetta against my family were ever-present.”

I was only five years old when my nanny of three years had conspired to kidnap me in
exchange for $10 million in ransom. It took the FBI and my parents’ private security team
less than 2 hours to locate us in Buffalo, New York and whisk me to safety. Leonora and her
boyfriend, the apparent mastermind of the scheme, were arrested. Unfortunately, they did
not live long enough to face a judge. My father had made sure to make an example of them
just in case someone else might have had a similar idea. Father had been the only judge and
jury of that case. The Crusader Disciples had acted as the executioners. My own personal
security team was assigned to me soon after, which consisted of no less than three guards
and they’d been with me ever since.

To say the least, I was anxious about meeting Patrick. All day I kept thinking that I should lay
off the news as the media often portrayed young Black men living in the inner cities as less
than favorable. My father’s views on Black men were also not the prettiest, to put it lightly.
So, sue me if I had never dealt with any Black people except for some of the help. The night
before Ms. June brought Patrick with her, I got really edgy as endless “what-ifs” ran through
my mind. I finally fell asleep in the early morning hours only to be plagued by dreams of
different adverse outcomes of meeting Patrick.

“Hi, I’m Patrick,” said the small boy standing next to Ms. June by the theater room’s door in
a soft and sultry timbre.

I looked up to the most beautiful brownish-hazel eyes that I had ever seen that were
covered with unbelievable long lashes.

“Ace… I’m Ace,” I replied a few seconds too late, not realizing that I was staring. I quickly
reached for his extended hand that felt so small in mine as I held it a bit longer than I should
have.

“You boys, have fun!” Ms. June shouted as she went about her business.

Pat did not pull his hand from mine. Instead, he glanced at our hands with a raised brow. I
quickly let go and said the first damn thing that came to mind.

“So, you and me the whole summer, hmm?”

“Looks like it.”

Our eyes met. He smiled, and all of my nervousness was forgotten. What a smile he had! His
plump, pink lips covered a mouth with perfect white teeth. His eyes were full of mischief
that was made more noticeable by his smile. I marveled at his beauty. His dark chocolate
complexion seemed to radiate under the hot Floridian sun. I found myself staring at him too
many times during that summer. I didn’t know why, but I could not wait to see him walk

back through the door the next day each time he would go home.

Soon, I felt comfortable enough around him to be myself and talk about anything. We would
talk for hours and never get bored. We talked about our respective lives. Unlike other
people, Pat, the short name I soon began to call him, never asked me about my fortune. He
only asked about New York City since he had never been there before; and he expressed a
desire to see Central Park. I told him about my friends, school, and some of the countries I’d
visited. Like typical teenage boys, we talked about girls and celebrity crushes.

I taught him how to play chess, poker, and countless games on my PlayStation3. He was a
quick learner, and it did not take him long to start beating me at the games I had taught him.
He eagerly reciprocated my lessons by showing me how to play dominos and lidos. Unlike
me, Patrick was into sports. He played both basketball and football. He’d managed to get me
play a few games even though that wasn’t my thing. It didn’t matter what we were playing
because for that summer, as long as I was playing with Pat, I was happy. Also, we both were
excellent swimmers so we spent countless hours at the beach or the heated indoor pool
trying to outdo each other. I liked our swimming sessions the most because I could steal
glances at his body without any restriction. I particularly liked the tingling sensation in my
stomach whenever our bodies touched while we wrestled around.

Patrick was obsessed with the X-Men series. I quickly learned that Wolverine was his
absolute favorite character. He could not wait for X-Men Origins: Wolverine to come out the
following summer. He shared that his older brother, Lamar, whom he seemed to idolize, had
gotten mixed up with a gang and was now serving a three-year prison sentence for
possession of narcotics with the intent to sell in a school zone. I noticed the sadness in his
eyes when he talked about his brother, and it broke my heart to see how much he was
hurting.

About the Author

Born in Haiti and bred in
Brooklyn, NY, Lola Noire is a passionate fan of all things sports and has a love-hate
relationship with traveling. Lola is an alumna of Niagara University, John Jay College, and
National University of Ireland, Galway.

Lola Noire is the author of
the debut novel, Dual Threat Love, an interracial M/M sports story.

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Publisher: Self-Published

Cover Artist: TRC Designs

Release Date: October 14

Genre:  Contemporary M/M Romance, Taboo 

Tropes: Forbidden love, Taboo, Age Gap

Pairings:  It’s twincest, uncle/nephew, father/son, and brocest.

Themes: Co-dependence, Taboo Love, Forgiveness, Hope, Life Lessons, Learning from Mistakes

Heat Rating:  4-5 flames   

Length:  85 000 words

There are no cliffhangers.

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Are you ready for 4 taboo stories about men who are Closer Than Blood?

It’s all about brotherly love, even if it’s His Brother’s Brat

These are men for whom family and romance are Entwined.

And yet, who can resist When Fantasies Collide?

But remember that love can get messy and lead to Mutual Destruction.

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Book Title: The Tea House

Author: Amanda
Meuwissen

Publisher: Amanda
Meuwissen Books

Cover Artist: Amanda
Meuwissen

Release Date: October 1,
2021

Genre: Horror Paranormal M/M Romance

Tropes: Secret identity, secret powers, first love

Themes: Starting over

Heat Rating: 4 flames

***Note that this contains
graphic blood and violence. Dubious consent could also be called out, since one of them is a
monster in disguise, but the couple does end things on a HFN, even really a HEA.

Length: 18 112
words

It is a standalone story and
does not end on a cliffhanger.

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Every rose has its
thorns.

 

Blurb

Jaime is looking for sanctuary and a new start after
escaping his stepfather. With little money to his name, he doubts he can afford the gorgeous
bed and breakfast he stumbles upon, surrounded by tea roses inside and out. Then Logan,
the handsome young concierge, surprises Jaime with a ‘pay what you can’ policy, and Jaime
is instantly smitten.

Little does Jaime know the Tea House is plagued by rumors
of monsters and disappearances and is known by another name.

Hollow House.

 

Excerpt

“What do you do?” Jaime took his first bite of filet and
nearly had his eyes roll into the back of his head.

Wow.

“I’m an investigative journalist. Sort of. Trying to be. I work
for an online publication focused on the paranormal and unsolved mysteries right now.
That’s why I’m here.”

“Here? For what?”

“There’s local rumors about this place being cursed or
something and having a run of unexplained disappearances. When it’s not the Tea House,
people call it…” Rick glanced around and leaned closer as if sharing a great secret. “Hollow
House.”

Jaime would have laughed, but he couldn’t help the chill
that trickled down his spine. “Hollow? Why that?”

Rick shrugged. “Like a hollow in a tree, I guess. You know, a
bottomless pit that sucks you in and you never leave. Well, some people leave. But there are
stories!”

Jaime relaxed. Stories was probably all it was, and it wasn’t
hard to imagine where they’d come from with an old building like this and all the mystery
around a benefactor. “I’ll let you know if any of the roses start wilting.”

Rick barked a laugh. “Eh, it pays.”

Logan was finishing up serving the family, after taking a few
custom orders for milk and some extra bread. At least the family genuinely seemed nice, all
thanking Logan affably, even the little girl, who couldn’t have been older than four.

As Logan wheeled the food cart back across the room,
Sheila and Gary stopped him to order wine. There must be a limit on glasses the guests
could have because Gary tried slipping a twenty into Logan’s pocket with a request for a
couple
bottles, but Logan politely refused and set the bill on the table.

Rick stopped him to ask for a glass of wine too. “You,
Jaime?”

“Oh, um… I like wine, and my mom used to let me have a
glass or two on occasion, but I’m not old enough.” He felt like a preteen having to say that
even though he was almost twenty and hardly a kid.

“Guess you won’t make an exception in this case either,
huh, Mr. Concierge?” Rick grinned Logan’s way.

Logan looked honestly apologetic. “I’m sorry, Jaime,
but—”

“It’s fine,” Jaime broke in. A glass of wine would have been
nice after the day he’d had, but he didn’t want to get Logan in trouble. “Thanks anyway.
Dinner is amazing.”

Logan preened again, and then proceeded to move the cart
into the corner of the room near the door before departing, which still had several covered
plates on it, as if waiting for other patrons.

“Jaime, huh? He’s never used my first name
before,” Rick said with a teasing smirk, and Jaime felt the heat rise in his cheeks. “Don’t
worry. I won’t ask you to try schmoozing for my benefit just coz he likes you. Not that I’m
not tempted. I don’t think I’m ever gonna crack him. I keep trying to catch some of the other
help instead, but they are seriously ghosts. I’ve never seen a single one.”

“Maybe because they’re all really good at their jobs and
like it here,” Jaime offered. It wasn’t hard to tell Logan took great pride in his work. “They
don’t want some reporter getting them fired.”

“Fair.” Rick chuckled. “But a haunting or monster story
exposé could be good for business. People love that stuff! Why do you think I have a job?
Anyway, there’s always at least one unhappy worker. I just need to find them. I was thinking
of staying up as late as I can tonight, maybe take a midnight stroll through the halls. Feel like
joining me?”

Jaime coughed around his next heavenly bite of filet. He
liked Rick. This wasn’t some creep trying to hit on him or get him into trouble, but Rick was
definitely a thrill-seeker and maybe a bit of a bad influence. “I don’t think Logan would be
too happy about that.”

“You like him too, don’t you?” Rick’s grin turned fond older
brother more than pure teasing. “I’m not much of an authority on the subject, but he sure is
pretty. You’re, what? Nineteen, twenty? And he can’t be more than twenty-two. Sounds like
an even match to me.”

“I’m just passing through,” Jaime said with a bashful
chuckle.

Rick caught Jaime’s eye and winked. “Never stopped me.
But I guess that means I can’t convince you to potentially piss pretty boy off, huh?”

“Sorry, I’ll pass.”

“Had to try.”

They enjoyed their meal with Rick telling Jaime about some
of the stories he’d covered in the past. Mostly potential hauntings, and while he had a few
tales of the unexplained happen to him, nothing he’d experienced was concrete evidence of
the paranormal.

Logan brought out the drinks and tended to additional
needs of the guests, including seconds for the family upon request, which Logan provided
from the cart. No matter what Logan was doing, he always passed Jaime a soft smile or
flutter of his long pale lashes whenever their eyes met.

 

About the Author

Amanda Meuwissen is a
bisexual author, with a primary focus on M/M romance. As author of the paranormal
romance trilogy
The Incubus Saga
and several other titles with various publishers,
Amanda regularly attends local comic conventions for fun and to meet with fans, where she
will often be seen in costume as one of her favorite fictional characters. She lives in
Minneapolis, Minnesota, with her husband, John, and their cat, Helga.

 

 

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Book Title: You’ll Be Fine

Author: Jen
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Publisher: NineStar
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Cover Artist: Natasha
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Release Date: August 2,
2021

Genres: Contemporary F/F Romance, Family comedy, trans
character

Tropes: Comedy of errors, love triangle

Theme: Forgiveness

Heat Rating: 2 flames

Length: 77 900 words/ 343
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Second chances don’t


mean repeating the same mistakes

Blurb

After Alex’s mother passes away, Alex takes leave from her
job as a writer for a lifestyle magazine to return home to Maryland and join her brother
Owen, a study in failure to launch, in sorting out their mother’s whimsical, often
self-destructive, life.

While home, Alex plans to profile Juliette Sprigg, an Eastern
Shore restaurant owner and celebrity chef in the making who Alex secretly dated in high
school. And when Alex enlists the help of Carolyn, the editor of the local newspaper, in
finding a photographer for the article’s photo shoot, Alex struggles with the deepening,
tender relationship that blossoms between them as well.

To complicate matters, Alex and Owen’s “Aunt” Johanna,
who has transitioned to a woman, offers to come from Seattle to help with arrangements,
and all hell breaks loose when she announces she is actually Alex and Owen’s
long-estranged father. Can Alex accept her mother and father for who they are, rather than
who she hoped they would be? And can Alex apply the same philosophy to herself?

“An enjoyable story about an adult trying to grow up.” –
Kirkus Reviews

 

 

Excerpt

The last time she’d seen Juliette was high school
graduation. They hadn’t spoken for weeks, and their last names—Sprigg and
Maas—ensured they’d be nowhere near each other in the audience of graduating seniors.
Alex had told Owen and her mother to meet her in the parking lot after the ceremony. She
had no intention of lingering in the high school gym, drinking fruit punch and eating sheet
cake emblazoned with GO SENIORS and CONGRATULATIONS with the other kids who’d
treated her like she was some highly contagious lesbian fungus.

She’d gotten through the first row of cars and spotted her
mother in the fourth row, near the exit, leaning against their Subaru. Her mother wore Ray
Bans and a black fedora, her arms crossed like she was the third Blues Brother or had
materialized from some mid-80s new wave music video. As Alex raised her hand to wave to
her, she felt another hand on her shoulder.

“Alex.” It was Juliette’s mother, Barbara Sprigg. She wore a
floral print dress with a ruffled collar. A small crucifix hugged her thick neck. Her hair was
red like Juliette’s but her face ruddier, plastered with freckles. She smiled. “You’re in a hurry!

Congratulations!”

“Thanks.” Alex glanced over Mrs. Sprigg’s shoulder, saw
Juliette, still in her graduation gown, lagging behind with her father and little sister. “My
mom is taking us out to dinner.”

“Oh, I won’t keep you.” Mrs. Sprigg said, clasping Alex’s
forearm as she did so. “You haven’t been by the house for a long time—Juliette says you’ve
been so busy getting ready for Swarthmore. I’m sure your mother is so proud.”

“Uh huh.” Alex nodded. “I know Juliette is excited to go to
Eastern Shore State.”

“Well, she’s⎯” Mrs. Sprigg glanced over her shoulder,
“never been much of the academic type. I’m just glad I taught her to bake.”

“It’s a shame they didn’t let you guys supply the cakes.”
Juliette’s mother ran a bake shop in town. Even now, she smelled faintly of sugar and
frosting.

“Well, they wanted some asinine discount,” Mrs. Sprigg
snorted. “Because Juliette is a student. Fine, but a 50% discount?”

“It was very nice to talk to you.” Alex tugged her arm away
gently. “But I’ve got to go.”

“Is everything okay at home now, dear?” Mrs. Sprigg
looked in the direction of the Subaru.

“Yes, why?” Alex glanced at Juliette again, her dark red hair,
the few strands that stuck to her lip gloss. Alex wondered if the lip gloss smelled like mint, or
strawberry. She wondered how Juliette’s hair would feel splayed between her fingers at that
moment.

“Okay. I’m glad.” Mrs. Sprigg nodded, and Alex wondered
what Juliette had told her. There was a lot, she thought, she could tell Mrs. Sprigg about
Juliette.

They embraced, a half, light, back-patting hug, their cheeks
brushing.

“Stay away from my daughter,” Mrs. Sprigg murmured into
Alex’s ear. Then, as if nothing happened, Mrs. Sprigg waved vigorously and went to join the
rest of the Spriggs. Stunned, Alex watched them walk toward their Buick. Before they
reached it, Juliette turned her head, her mouth parted, her eyes searching Alex’s. Alex
wondered, for a moment, if she had been too hasty, too harsh, to Juliette, if there was
something salvageable between them.

No, she decided. Her life after high school would be
awesome, and she wouldn’t remember Juliette any more than their high school mascot or
her mom’s boyfriend Lewis. She held up her hand to Juliette, as if to wave. Instead, she gave
her the finger and joined Owen and her mother at the other side of the parking lot.

“Did you just flip someone off?” Her mother lowered her
sunglasses. Her hazel eyes bored into Alex with an unwavering intensity of a gamma ray. “At
graduation?”

“It was Juliette,” Alex murmured, shaking her head. In her
new life, she would be more mature. She felt fears in her eyes. “I shouldn’t have. I
just—”

“Are you kidding?” Her mother grabbed Alex by the
shoulders and looked up at her. She grinned. Alex noted her mother had borrowed her
lipstick. “I’m more proud of that than your stupid diploma.”

Her mother pulled a pack of Benson & Hedges out of
her dark cotton blazer with the rolled-up sleeves and tapped out a cigarette.

“Smoke?” She held out the pack to Alex. “You’re almost
eighteen.”

Alex shook her head. “I don’t want lung cancer.”

“Your choice.” Her mother shrugged, lighting hers. She took
a drag, then exhaled with a flourish. “Welcome to adulthood.”

 

About the Author

Jen Michalski is the author of
three novels, The Summer She Was Under Water, The Tide King (both Black Lawrence Press),
and You’ll Be Fine (NineStar Press), a couplet of novellas entitled Could You Be With Her
Now (Dzanc Books), and three collections of fiction. Her work has appeared in more than
100 publications, including Poets & Writers, The Washington Post, and the Literary
Hub, and she’s been nominated for the Pushcart Prize six times. She lives in Carlsbad,
California, with her partner and dog.

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Book Title: By the Red Moonlight

Author: Amanda
Meuwissen

Publisher:
Dreamspinner Press

Cover Artist: Kris
Norris

Release Date: October 5,
2021

Genre: Shifter Paranormal M/M Romance

Tropes: Forbidden love, enemies to lovers, found family

Themes: Destiny

Heat Rating: 4
flames

Length: 221
pages

It is book 1 of a new series
but does not
end on a cliffhanger.

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On All Hallow’s Eve when
the sky glows bright…

Blurb

Alpha werewolf, crime boss, and secret Seer Bashir Bain is
neck-deep in negotiating a marriage of convenience with a neighboring alpha when a tense
situation goes from bad to worse. A job applicant at one of Bash’s businesses—a guy who
was supposed to be a simple ex-cop, ex-con tattoo artist—suddenly turns up
undead.

A rogue newborn vampire would have been a big wrench in
Bash’s plans even without his attraction to the man. After all, new vampires are under their
sire’s control, and Ethan Lambert doesn’t even know who turned him. When Bash spares his
life, he opens himself up for mutiny, a broken engagement, and an unexpected—and
risky—relationship.

Ethan just wants a fresh start after being released from
prison. Before he can get it, he’ll need to turn private investigator to find out who sired him
and what he wants. And he’d better do it quick, because the moon is full, and according to
Bash’s prophecy, life and death hang in the balance.

Excerpt

Blood. Not visible, but he could smell it. A lot of it.
Impossible to detect inside the parlor, because it always carried a faint scent of blood due to
the needle work, but outside, Bash had no doubts. Those who knew about him being a Seer
knew his hunches were never wrong.

A man sprinted toward him and was stopped cold when
Bash shot out an arm to catch him by the throat.

No, not a man.

A vampire.

The hiss and growl and snap of fangs made it difficult to
hold the creature at bay, especially since he was strong—incredibly strong. Bash could
barely contain him, which should not have been a challenge as an Alpha against a newborn,
but that’s what this vampire had to be, because Bash recognized him, and he hadn’t been a
vampire a few hours ago. The sire had to be powerful to create a fledgling this strong on its
first night turned.

“A shame we couldn’t offer you that job, Mr. Lambert,”
Bash said evenly. Poor man never even made it out of the neighborhood after his
interview.

Lambert—Ethan Lambert, Bash recalled—snapped
again with a click of fangs. A shame indeed, but this had to be Ethan. Bash would have
known anyone else lurking about these streets, shifter or human, and the young vampire
had natural red hair and a handsome face beneath the raging hunger, just how Siobhan had
described him.

Shifter eyes glowed with power when they gave in to their
true forms, but a vampire’s changed entirely. They shone yellow when fed, amber when
hungry, and red when feral. Ethan’s eyes matched the moon above. What little control he
might have had if he wasn’t a newborn was buried in the back of his mind by the
overwhelming need to feed.

“The hell?” Deanna bellowed from the mouth of the alley,
throwing back her shoulders and letting her fangs and claws extend, her skin darkening to a
deep indigo-black, fur sprouting rapidly across her skin. She was ready to tear the vampire
to pieces as soon as Bash threw him her way, which was what Bash planned to do….

When he caught the glow of the scarlet moon above
Ethan’s head.

Somewhere deep within the red of Ethan’s eyes was green.
Bash couldn’t see it, but he knew, like a vision of the man Ethan had once been, beautiful
and smiling and utterly enchanting.

With a howl, Bash slammed Ethan’s head down into the
pavement once, twice, three times before he stilled.

“What did you do that for?” Deanna growled. “Rip his
damn head off!”

“No,” Bash said, the claws of the hand that had seized
Ethan the only part of him changed, and now that too shifted back. He bent beside Ethan,
whose fangs were still visible with his lips parted, but his eyes were closed, chest still since
he no longer needed to breathe. “We’re bringing him back to the den. I have
questions.”

“What?” Deanna balked, all towering force even as she
shifted human, save the glow of her burning violet eyes. “That’s a vampire, Bash! A
parasite!”

“I’m aware, and we are taking him back with us. Now pick
him up.”

“Fat chance!”

“Deanna, I am your—”

“Fuck you, big shot Alpha! When you’re being an idiot,

you’re just Bash, and you can’t go bringing some fanger home when negotiations with
Russell are heating up. If you ever thought a Halloween was the night, this is the one. Kill the
guy and be done with it.”

That was the easy answer, but if it was easy, why bother
with a prophecy? When had a vampire even entered Bash’s city? And what did it want? It
couldn’t be a coincidence that Ethan had been turned and left on Bash’s doorstep.

Vampires were vermin, an infestation to be rid of if even
one was discovered in pack territory. As they aged, they became far stronger than shifters,
which was why they had to be eradicated before they spread, or they might take over. They
were messy and foolish and too easily made feral, just like their wild newborns. Better to kill
them on sight, always. Bash couldn’t even remember the last time a vampire had been
spotted in Centrus City.

But if the prophecy meant for Bash to kill Ethan, why have
his art so entrancing? Why have his eyes cut through Bash like bullets? Why have every part
of Bash’s instincts screaming at him that killing was not the answer? There were too many
connecting pieces for him to take the easy route like his father would have in his
place.

“Pick him up. If I’m right, my future betrothed never needs
to know.”

“Yeah,” Deanna scoffed despite bending to do as ordered,
“and if you’re wrong, we’re all screwed.”

About the Author

Amanda Meuwissen is a
bisexual author, with a primary focus on M/M romance. As author of the paranormal
romance trilogy
The Incubus Saga
and several other titles with various publishers,
Amanda regularly attends local comic conventions for fun and to meet with fans, where she
will often be seen in costume as one of her favorite fictional characters. She lives in
Minneapolis, Minnesota, with her husband, John, and their cat, Helga.

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1)

Author: J.K.
Hogan

Publisher: Euphoria
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Cover Artist: J.K. Hogan @
www.wickedpixeldesigns.com

Release Date: October 12,
2021

Genre: M/M Fantasy Romance

Tropes: Enemies to lovers

Themes: Adventure/quest (kind of Game of Thrones-esque but
queer)

Heat Rating: 4
flames

Length: 90 000
words

It is the first book in the
series and not a standalone story.
There will be an
HEA over a three-book arc. The first book isn’t quite a cliffhanger, more of a
to be continued ending.

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“Coming soon from the
mind of romance author J.K. Hogan: a new series that combines the adventure and magic of
epic fantasy with the enchantment of romance.”

Blurb

Darkness grows in the realm of Taleth. To the west, a
power-hungry despot schemes to conquer kingdoms and territories alike by chasing an
ancient elven prophecy that could give him the power to rule all. In the east, after a prince’s
murder goes years unanswered, a princess learns there was much more to her brother’s
death—and to her life—than she realized.

The House of Kjenelach is shaken to its foundation when
Princess Sigrid is stolen away. Her faithful guardian, Sir Senne Clayward, reluctantly accepts
help from his nemesis, a notorious halfling mercenary of questionable morals—but
indispensable tracking skills—called Kasimir vas Hjardar.

Kasimir makes his living hunting monsters, both creatures
and men. While he exists outside the law, he lives by his own unassailable code of honor. At
the top of that list: never harm a child. When he turns down a contract to kidnap Sigrid and
later finds out she was taken by someone else, he offers his help to the prickly knight tasked
with protecting her.

Together, they embark upon a journey across the continent
to save Sigrid and foil King Prosper’s plans to conquer Taleth. The way is fraught with
dangers and pitfalls, from supernatural beasts to Senne’s deathly fear of magic, but they
must not fail, for Sigrid may very well be the savior of the realm: the long prophesied
Aisnellach Fuil. Somehow, the two men must set their differences aside and work together
to rescue Sigrid, and possibly find love along the way.

About the Author

J.K. Hogan has been telling
stories for as long as she can remember, beginning with writing cast lists and storylines for
her toys growing up. When she finally decided to put pen to paper, she found her true
passion. She is greatly inspired by all kinds of music and often creates a “soundtrack” for her
stories as she writes them.

J.K. resides in North Carolina
with her husband, two sons, and their pets. If she isn’t writing, J.K. can be found designing
book covers at Wicked Pixel Designs, creating fiber art and supplies at Earthbound Fiber Arts
watching Hurricanes Hockey and, of course, reading!

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Book Title: Wheels Down (Food Truck Warriors #5)

Author: Beth
Bolden

Publisher: Beth Bolden
Books

Cover Artist: Cate Ashwood
Designs

Release Date: September 30,
2021

Genre: Contemporary gay romance

Tropes: Friends to lovers, forced proximity, found family

Themes: Forgiveness, acceptance, friendship

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 76 000
words

It is not a standalone story. It
is the fifth book in the Food Truck Warriors series.

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Shaw isn’t his
friend—until Ross discovers he’s so much more.

Blurb

Ross Stanton is having a bad week—a bad month—really, a
bad
year. But the last thing he wants, after the betrayal of his friend and business partner, is
for anyone else to know just how much he’s fighting for survival.

He’s struggling to keep his food truck and to maintain
appearances, but what Ross doesn’t realize is that Shaw Finley, the bartender from the
Funky Cup, has seen right through his charade.

Shaw offers the couch in his apartment over the bar,
suggesting that saving money on rent might help salvage Ross’ failing prospects.

Even though he doesn’t really consider them friends, Ross
discovers that Shaw is great to talk to, easy to look at, and he
likes him. Late nights
and lazy mornings and evenings with only the polished wood of the bar between them lead
to an attraction that Ross can’t deny—and that Shaw doesn’t even try to.

But falling in love isn’t as easy as falling into bed together,
and Ross isn’t even sure what he feels
is love, until he figures out that it
couldn’t possibly be anything else.

Excerpt

Shaw removed his glass, replaced it with a full cup of water and ice, and then a moment
later he was back, with a plate full of delicious-smelling food.

“Steak and mushroom hoagie, with horseradish aioli,” Shaw said, depositing it in front of
him, “and our famous sweet potato fries.”

“They’re famous?” Ross wondered, even as he realized he had heard people
talking about them.

“According to our Yelp reviews,” Shaw said. “Can I grab you anything else?”

Ross was about to ask for napkins, because the sandwich looked absolutely delicious but
also messy, but then one appeared next to him, like Shaw had known he’d need
it.

“I think I’m good, thanks,” Ross said, and picked up the sandwich. It had a surprising heft to
it, and he had to give Jackson and Shaw credit—they’d revamped the kitchen and the work

they’d put in showed. When he took a bite, he was even more impressed, half a dozen
flavors exploding across his tongue as he chewed spiced sliced steak working in perfect
complement to the earthiness of the mushrooms.

“You’re nodding over there,” Shaw said, his voice teasing. “Is that a good or a bad thing?”

Ross finished chewing and swallowed. “Really good,” he said. “I’m impressed.”

“Wow,” Shaw said, looking surprised. Too surprised.

“Am I really that notorious?” Ross asked, before he thought better of it. He ate a handful of
sweet potato fries and they were really good too. “That picky?”

He didn’t really want to hear the answer; he really didn’t want to hear Shaw’s
answer.

“Not exactly notorious,” Shaw said, returning to slicing his lemons.

“Then what exactly?”

Shaw sighed and put down the knife.

“You’re gonna get me in trouble,” he said with resignation.

“I am?”

Ross almost told him to forget it. After all, hearing the truth was probably not going to be all
that enlightening and might actually make the next few months of living together
uncomfortable.

Shaw smiled then, and it wasn’t the same smile he gave to all the random guys at the bar. It
was softer, sweeter, more genuine somehow. Ross had never seen it before, and it hit him
somewhere deep, a place where he hadn’t felt much of anything in years.

Maybe the last time had been when his grandmother had smiled at him, over pots and pans
and pie dishes.

“You gotta know that you’ve got the best food at that whole lot,” Shaw said. “Objectively.
The other food there is good, don’t get me wrong, but those guys? You know
why they keep you at arm’s length? They’re all terrified of you, though they’d rather die
than admit it. You’re brilliant. You should be working in the best, the fanciest, the most
expensive restaurants, and instead you’ve got this food truck and it’s just amazing. Every
time I go to Basket, I’m blown away.”

“And,” Shaw continued, leaning over, his blue eyes twinkling again, and Ross’ breath caught
in his throat, “you’re gonna get me in trouble, because Jackson would have my ass for not
thinking Alexis serves the best food on the lot.”

About the Author

A lifelong Pacific Northwester, Beth Bolden has just recently moved to North Carolina with
her supportive husband. Beth still believes in Keeping Portland Weird, and intends to be just
as weird in Raleigh.

Beth has been writing practically since she learned the alphabet. Unfortunately, her first
foray into novel writing, titled Big Bear with Sparkly Earrings, wasn’t a bestseller, but hope
springs eternal. She’s published twenty-three novels and seven novellas.

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